I still sometimes sleep with your sweater as if we're still together
I prefer the smell of your cologne to one of my perfume
Sometimes the darkness all but looms and I feel consumed
You aren't there to fend it off or keep the demons at bay
I guess it was my fault that I tried to rely on you in that way
Knowing that this is the price I will continue to pay
I debate if I should keep trying to let go of you
Knowing that maybe trying to hold on is why I've been so blue
But I don't know if I'm ready to say goodbye
I really wish we could still just try
I miss you and that isn't a lie
I wish that I was good enough for what you deserve
But I know that I'm not the queen: I have not the nerves
Being roadkill that people barely just end up trying to swerve
My emotions always tend to get in the way
If I wasn't this broken would you have stayed?
If I kept it all bottled up and my tears didn't just betray?
If I hid all of this inside the lines,
Would you still have left me behind?
I've cried one too many tears writing these poems out
Trying to process what happened then to what I know now
Wishing we could build our relationship on trust all around
Me always being the one trying to fight for common ground.
Always questioning and being confused on just how
How I kept on holding on for far too long
Hoping we could be just another love song
Wishing that I had finally found where I belonged
When I had found comfort in your arms
Knowing then that I was wrong
Trying to have support was what I wanted all along
And I think my confidence is so far gone
Broken and scattered
My pride all too quickly has been shattered
And even if it wasn't just because I was too far battered
That maybe it wasn't me but still, I will wield this blame
Being abandoned again causes me to feel all this shame
Just another Icarius flying too close to a burning flame.
Finding warmth in the dangerous sun
Why does falling for someone hurt such a ton
Or maybe it wasn't falling but learning not to run
I don't want to just be okay with what is done is done
But maybe it is time to finally admit defeat
Maybe falling hurt when I had no one to catch me
I was just another stranded boat left upon the sea
All my burdens and PTSD
In tow
Trying to discover just how to row
Unable to quite do it by myself
But I guess it is just a learning experience in itself
Because eventually, I will have to learn to be okay
Just maybe not for now:
Just maybe not today.
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